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Finally, I finished it! I'm sorry for the long wait. Hope this chapter is worth the wait!

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CHAPTER 11: THE BODYGUARD

His day started with a stampede, a fucking stampede.

Thank god his body was a temple, his stamina was endless, and his senses were inhuman because he knew something was wrong from the moment he woke up. He concluded possessed people were stalking him; demons, for his bright green eyes. He heard the spooky possessed people (not that he was scared) crowding his front door, banging at it, shouting his name like banshees.

Luckily, he was alone, and his grandma and mother wouldn't die from a heart attack.

He felt he was in a stupid horror-comedy movie.

After changing his clothes, he grabbed his boar mask. He decided to run, jumping from the roof of his house. He ran for his dear life. Forget the school, forget his coffee at the nearby coffee shop, forget his morning training routine, he concluded his life (he was not fucking scared, ok!?) was more important.

"INOSUKE-SAMA! I CAN BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!"

Ohhh, those cries of terror gave him goosebumps. He gripped his boar mask harder.

"NO, I WILL BE!"

"NO, ME!"

"ME!"

"DON'T YOU SEE HOW HE IS LOOKING AT ME!?"

I'm wearing a mask, for fucks sake!

"I'M NOT FUCKING LOOKING AT ANYONE OF YOU!"

Inosuke shouted as he ran. He didn't understand why they were chasing him. Usually, the people waited for him to come to his school. Sometimes, they shyly approached him to ask for a selfie. But, they had never followed him like an angry mob. Shit, he could see the torches with the form of hearts on the top. However, the blue-haired decided not to stop to question them; he just ran. His life, and his singleness, were in danger. Also, he couldn't hide anymore as his fans already knew he had been wearing his boar mask to pass unnoticed. He swore he would kill the paparazzi (he still had problems learning that word) that had exposed his secret identity.

He just wanted to be a weird mountain boy. He still remembered when the gossip about him wearing a boar mask came to light.

It had been a big scandal.

At full speed, he avoided the people going to their jobs, the chatting kindergarten kids who he almost rolled over, and the traffic as he jumped over the car roofs. He just wanted to have a calm day. Training, having a coffee, going to school, and working was his usual routine. It didn't include a fucking extreme marathon around the city. Cursing loudly, he noticed the police looked at the scene perplexed.

Cowards.

Not slowing his pace, with the corners of his eyes, he noticed someone approaching and matching his speed easily.

"Good morning Inosuke!" The dreamy red-headed smiled widely, catching him up as if the marathon was an everyday thing.

"GOOD MORNING MY ASS GOMPACHIROU!"

"Seems we didn't make it on time, huh?" The blonde came to his other side, not even sweating. He sighed like it was an everyday thing they were running as professional athletes.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T MAKE IT IN TIME, MONITSU!?" Inosuke shouted as he heard the shouts about it would be a triple wedding. He rolled his eyes.

Didn't they get tired?

Just in time, the blue-haired senses twitched, and he jumped, evading a grandpa. He rolled in the air and landed smoothly. The cheers echoed as a high pitch shriek of enthusiasm, and Tanjirou and Zenitsu tackled him into the deserted alley they were passing by. Dragging him, they jumped over the emergency stairs, air conditioner boxes, and some balconies until they successfully hid on the roof of a building. Irritated, Inosuke groaned as he peeked down into the street and saw the scary mob running in the direction they thought the three handsome guys had gone. Clicking his tongue, he turned to his best friends and found them showing him a magazine that had him on the cover.

The green-eyed took off his mask and grabbed the awful thing. His hands were trembling as he felt his blood boil. He saw red.

"THAT ASSHOLEEEEE!"

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"NAKED!"

Uzui Tengen, art director of the fashion and entertainment Kimetsu Magazine, covered his ears with his fingers.

"YOU PUT ME ON THE FUCKING MAGAZINE COVER NAKED!" Inosuke entered his office like a typhoon, slamming doors and making an awful, not flamboyant noise. Behind him, the silver man saw his other two stars apologizing to the people the blue-haired boy practically had rolled over.

"You are not naked." Not paying the blue-haired guy attention, Uzui said. "You are in your swimming trunks, remember?"

"DO YOU FUCKING SEE THEM IN THIS PHOTO!? HUUUUH!? AND WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THE-"

"We took it at the beach photoshoot so -"

Uzui winked at the raged teen, finding funny his tantrum. The face of the green-eyed was a poem. The angry vein on his forehead was throbbing. His clenched teeth were sounding. The flamboyant man knew the anger wasn't all about the photo but continued the play Inosuke had started. Winking at Tanjirou and Zenitsu as they sighed, used to their game, he continued to work with the new set of photos that had arrived at his desk earlier.

Inosuke, bewildered and furious, looked again at his photo. It was a very insinuating photo. At the beach, with his body wet, he looked at the camera. His green eyes shone, and he was bitting and pulling on the leash of the new brand's waterproof wristwatch the magazine was promoting. His expression was wild, inviting the readers to something intensely indecent as he was showing his naked splendid full of muscle body till his V hipbones.

It was for granted people would hyperventilate at his photo.

Forget the watch! They would want to take the man to their homes.

Even the water droplets were sexy over his body.

Not to mention his sensual washboard-abs.

Or his glory self, deserving the title of a king.

However, Inosuke wasn't angry about the photo. It was worthy of the mountain king's glory. Aside, he had done photoshoots sexier than that, though it was the first time the magazine had put that kind of photo on a cover number, but oh well, it was summer. The worst, and the reason for his rising anger, was that on the side of his face, on the left side of the magazine cover, in red letters, was the most fearful and horrible cover story title he had read in his whole life:

"Hot news! Hot number 1 model Hashibira Inosuke admits he wants a high school girlfriend!"

He felt his blood boil as he re-read it for the hundredth time in the morning.

"What-the-fuck-is-this-garbage-you-fucking-excuse-of-a-god?" Inosuke said with clenched teeth, vocalizing every word to make his point.

Uzui resisted the urge to laugh.

"Oh, that? Sorry, we made a mistake."

"Do you think this is a fucking joke?"

"Well..."

"I'M NOT LOOKING FOR A GIRLFRIEND!" He pointed at Zenitsu, "HE IS!"

"HEY! I'M NOT!" Zenitsu yelled.

"Yes, you are," Tanjirou added.

"Nezuko chan is my one and only!"

"Nope!"

"It's a matter of time Tanjirouuu!" Zenitsu said playfully, hearts surrounding him.

Before Tanjirou could do something to his dazed friend, Uzui clapped his hands together, breaking their little soon-to-be quarrel. "Ohhh, that's true!" He loudly said, feigning concern but failing miserably. The three boys rolled their eyes. "I forgot to tell you about it yesterday, my bad! There was a huge mistake about the redaction of the magazine, and it turned out like this! Sorry! But, you should look for one! The fans will get wild if you do!"

"THEY ARE ALREADY FOLLOWING ME, FUCKER!"

Inosuke exploded. He opened the magazine and pointed to the article. It even had photos he had done a long time ago that the magazine hadn't used. "THESE ARE ALL LIES!"

Uzui sighed. "I'm telling you there was a huge mistake." The silver man rolled his eyes with a bored expression. "A not flamboyant idiot had the wonderful idea to practice his writing skills with you and made that article up. I already had taken care of the one who did it though I still don't know how he managed to print it before the final check."

"I'm still investigating the situation."

"BULLSHIT!"

The silver man looked at him with a grimace. "You deaf, kid? I'm telling you I'm looking for a solution."

"He hasn't said that..." Tanjirou and Zenitsu sighed.

Even if Uzui was telling the truth and was finding funny the situation, enjoying Inosuke's reaction, he had a lot of work to do, plus he really cared deeply for those three boys. He recognized their potential and strength. Also, they had gotten into his heart as he had been their manager and director since their fifteen. The mistake (ahem, guts) of one person, plus that he was sure the culprit hadn't been alone, had made his work increase tenfold as the director wanted an explanation about the change of the month editorial. Ubayashiki liked his company children to be happy, so if the mistake was troubling Inosuke, the man wanted a solution. In other words, the blue-haired distress, even if it was funny, was sad news for Uzui's job and more worry for him too. Thankfully, all the years with the green-eyed had taught him how to end the boy's tantrum and calm the storm.

He cleared his throat.

"Come on, boy! What's a little crowd of girls to Inosuke, the mountain king!?"

The blue-haired man blinked, taken aback by that statement, shutting up for some seconds before shouting solemnly. "NOTHING!"

"NOTHING SCARES INOSUKE -SAMA!"

Tanjirou facepalmed his face, and Zenitsu rolled his eyes as they groaned.

What a simpleton.

Their boar friend fell in the tactic splendidly.

Uzui smirked and, standing up, pointed to the door with his palm. "GOOD MOUNTAIN KING! GO WITHOUT FEAR TO FIGHT FLAMBOYANTLY WITH THE HARMLESS CROWD!"

"THE GOD HAS TALKED!"

"PIG ASSAULT!"

Brainwashed and with a battle cry, Inosuke put on his boar mask, turned to the door, and flew out the room. Tanjirou and Zenitsu looked at him and then at Usui, who winked at them, continuing his work.

"You are going to fix this, right?"

"I'll try to kid, no promises."

"He's gonna die outside!"

Uzui chuckled, "What kind of damage can do a bunch of little high school girls?"

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"Girls can do a lot of physical damage."

Zenitsu said, scared. He was hiding behind a tree, hugging Inosuke's mask. He watched how the fans attacked his wild friend at the school gate. Beside him, not hiding and thinking of a way to stop the situation without brute force, Tanjirou nodded, looking dumbfounded and slightly scared at the chaos.

A girl launched at the blue-haired guy, and he avoided it barely, just to be hugged from behind by another crazy fan. It wasn't a secret that Insouke kind of hated people and crowds. He was too aggressive, growling like a wild animal. Silently, the two best friends prayed for his well-being as a tired blue-haired guy shouted menacingly at his stalkers. Being healthy eighteen-year-old teens, who were the hottest models of a popular magazine, had its pros and cons as sometimes they were stalked by fangirls, paparazzi, and crazy people. Sometimes, they were the center of awful gossip and lies. Sometimes, the people around them were victims too.

But not this, never this.

The situation was absurd in every way. It was like they were protagonists in a bad comedy film.

With a very low budget.

It was due the magazine had said he was looking for a girlfriend and had published a whole article about an interview that had never happened. In those lines, Inosuke supposedly admitted that he had been looking for a high school girl since his middle school years. I'm waiting for you, the crucial line that had made the problem worse. Plus, a very sexy photo from some old photoshoots. Also, the statement "better if you fight! I like strong women!" made everything worse, and the fans approached him aggressively. Their high school hadn't been the salvation as they had attacked the poor guy as soon as he arrived.

Though, It was still absurd.

How could people harass him like that?

Were they trying to copy his intensity? Or were they just desperate?

"I heard Uzui fired the one who made this up," Zenitsu said. "I also heard that there are more people involved in this!"

Tanjirou nodded, noticing the girls were starting to scatter, and Inosuke was shouting like a madman. "This is going to end badly," he muttered, but the light of hope appeared in the form of the infamous teacher and Kamado family friend Tomioka Giyuu. In a second, the girls were scattering, and Inosuke was saved.

"I will give you a minute to settle yourself, Hashibira." The stoic teacher said.

"Haaaa, ok..."

As Tomioka left, the guys approached him. Inosuke was a mess, but he was standing tall. Groaning, he turned to his bests friends, and before they could say something, he started a fit.

"TO THE FUCK EVERYTHING! I'M QUITTING! AND NOBODY CAN CHANGE MY DECISION!" Tanjirou and Zenitsu nodded, letting him take it all out, knowing he wasn't serious. Inosuke liked to earn and have his own money, and he enjoyed the job.

Plus, he was pouting.

They suppressed a laugh.

"EVERYONE CAN GO TO DIE IN A HOLE, FOR FUCKS SAKE! AND, FUCK IT, I'M GOING TO GET SURGERY ON MY FUCKING FACE BECAUSE YOU, YOU KNOW WHAT!? I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS BEAUTY AND I'M FED UP WITH IT! "

The two guys opened their mouths to talk, but the blue-haired guy ignored them.

"NO, YOU KNOW WHAT!? I WILL HUNT THE BASTARD WHO DID THIS DOWN!"

"I'LL RIP HIS HANDS AND PUT IT OVER HIS HEAD SO HE CAN NEVER, EVER WRITE GARBAGE AGAIN! AND THEN I'M GOING TO LIT ON FIRE THAT FUCKING OFFICE AND EVERY PAPER THAT GETS PRINTED IN THERE!"

"That's arson and murder."

"You don't know who is him, though."

"NO, BETTER YET, I'M FUCKING GOING TO STOP BEING A FUCKING MODEL, AND EVERYONE CAN GO TO FUCK THEMSELVES FOR WHAT THE FUCK I CARE, AND -"

- his elbow bumped someone in his tantrum.

Stiffening, behind him, he heard the gasp, the sound of the fall, and the girly voice telling him to be more careful.

Terrific, another fangirl.

He was starting to get afraid of them, not that he was admitting that ever.

While he turned to the girl, his hypersensitive skin felt her eyes on him, so he was sure she was ogling him. He started to mumble, complaining about the poor soul who had bumped him. If she wanted to be his fucking girlfriend, she could go back to where she came and -

He abruptly stopped when he saw a blue-haired girl lying on the floor, looking at him with a deep frown.

She was angry.

She wasn't ogling him. She wasn't looking at him dazed. She wasn't trying to make a move on him. She was only sitting there, wearing pigtails with butterfly pins, and had bright blue eyes.

Like the sky.

Correction, like a stormy sky, because if looks could kill, he would be already dead.

"You should be more careful, moron!" The girl stood without his help, muttering something about men and their stupidity. She complained about the dirt on her clothes, dusting off her skirt. Grabbing her bag from the floor, she looked at him.

"Won't you say sorry? You bumped me!"

He got out of his shock.

"MEEE? YOU BUMPED ME, HAG!"

"YOU WERE SHOUTING LIKE A MANIC IDIOT AND BUMPED ME WITH YOUR ARM!"

"BULLSHIT!"

"Is your brain ok!?"

Inosuke frowned at her. Passing aside the insult, the know-it-all attitude, and the prepotent tone the girl had, he was more surprised by:

"Don't you know who I'm?"

"Should I?" The girl arched an eyebrow at him, clearly annoyed by the question. Her hand came to her waist as she frowned more. "Even if you are the king of the world, you don't have the right to bump people and be rude."

A silence. From Inosuke. From his friends. From even the birds.

"NO! YOU SHOULDN'T KNOW ME! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Inosuke shouted, beaming and grinning at her, making her flinch. Their two spectators swore she blushed slightly. Walking a few steps backward, she muttered a very long ok, and after throwing another scrutinizing look, she left. While the blue-haired guy was still in a fit of laughter, his dumbfounded friends watched her leaving.

"Who was her?" Zenitsu said, surprised there was a girl who didn't know them.

"She is my cousin!"

The sweet voice startled them. The boys turned to a neatly dressed and beautiful Tsuyuri Kanao, who had arrived from her dance sessions. Smiling at them, she walked to her redhead boyfriend and hugged him before continuing her story.

"She's so enclosed in her studies that she doesn't know much about the popular culture," her usual polite smile adorning her face. "Besides, she had been living in the countryside. Kimetsu magazine doesn't get delivery there." The redhead and blonde heard her surprised as the blue-haired one looked like he didn't care about it; his pinky scratched his ear. "She only thinks about Botanics and medicine studies."

"She had come to do her last year of high school here with us." Her sweet eyes changed to menacing ones.

"So be careful with her."

Tanjirou chuckled, patting her head to calm her down. Zenitsu shook his head, palms in front of him, and Inosuke, still not interested, shrugged. For him, it was more important to hide, though every cell of his body was against the idea because Inosuke-sama doesn't run away. Yet, his sense of survival was stronger. Without arranging his clothes, he grabbed his backpack. Putting his mask on, the mountain king told them he would hide the whole day on the roof.

"I'LL PASS YOU THE CLASSES LATER!" Zenitsu shouted as the blue-haired waved his hand to him.

"What's wrong?" Kanao muttered to Tanjirou.

The redhead sighed. "It's a long story." He only hoped the fans would forget about this, or Uzui could fix this soon.

Yet, he ignored the bad feeling he had.

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"I had been looking for a lover since the start of my high school life. She had to be younger, a fighter, strong, beautiful as me, small, cute, and sweet-"

Inosuke read, feeling an unbearable need to puke. Groaning loudly and disgusted, he crumpled the magazine.

"Fucking asshole! Who could make up something like this!?"

Remembering he was hiding under the teacher's desk in an empty classroom, he shut himself up with his hand over his mouth. He hadn't shouted, but he was aware his voice was deep and hoarse. Gulping, he peeked over the table to see if someone had heard him.

His plan of hiding on the rooftop wasn't successful as his fans knew where he would be. After all, he was the model bad boy. It had been weird. Each fan that found him had shouted their good traits. Some of them even had listed their experience as girlfriends. A few told him their exes' names as references.

After the bell rang and school was over, he found an empty classroom, a perfect hiding place. He sat beneath the teacher's desk and waited for all their fans to go to their houses. After texting his friends about his plan, he remembered he still had the magazine in his bag. Curiosity won over him, and reading the article made his mood worsen.

Really, what kind of bastard could make up articles like this!? He had never done an interview before. He had never talked about a type of girl, not even a girlfriend. He had never thought about it either. Well, thinking about it, he didn't have one. There wasn't anybody that had caught his attention aside from the strong-fighting-with kind of people. If he was going to talk about girls, the only ones he knew were his grandma, his mom, the ones at the Kochou residence, and Santarou's little sisters.

The rest were random people.

He frowned. Uzui had told him the company took out the remaining magazine copies from the stores, but the numbers were insignificant. That meant his cover photo and the title had been a big success. Groaning, he bet to his boar pet at his house in the mountains that the silver-haired man wasn't that worried due to the sales it would have with these big lies. Well, more sales, more money to the mountain king too.

He could finally buy that motorcycle he had wanted a long time ago.

He sighed.

Leaning against the desk, he closed his eyes. Gompachirou had said the people would forget about the fiasco, but he wasn't that sure. Not when he still sensed their intentions and their steps coming closer to him-

-steps coming closer to him.

He flinched as his senses alerted him someone was coming into the empty classroom. He was sure it was a girl. Panicking, he stiffened when he heard the door opening. He sweated cold. Hearing the steps inside the room, he almost gasped. Inosuke-sama doesn't gasp! Damn it! He cursed inwardly. The hot model heard how the unknown girl was settling her things, and he almost had a heart attack when he heard a loud thud that told him a book had touched the floor.

What a fucking big book!

"Oh no! I hope it hasn't spoiled!"

He knew that voice. And when he focused on the presence, he was sure it was that girl. Angry that she had startled him, not caring about how he remembered something he usually doesn't, he jumped out of his hiding spot and stood over the teacher's desk, pointing at her.

"YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

The blue-haired girl shouted, surprised by his voice. After realizing it was the weird guy who had bumped her in the morning, she frowned and shouted.

"WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM!?"

"SHUT UP, STUPID WOMAN! THEY WILL NOTICE I'M HERE!"

"YOU ARE THE ONE WHO'S SHOUTING, STUPID!"

"MEEE? YOU'RE SHOUTING MORE!"

"THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE!"

Like he had predicted, in a few seconds, the door once again opened, revealing three girls with hearty eyes.

"INOSUKE SAMA! YOU ARE HERE!"

The blue-eyed girl arched an eyebrow as the three girls ran towards the guy as he jumped over every table inside the classroom, moving towards the window. He looked like a wild animal, running away from its predators, and Aoi couldn't help but marvel at the scene. It didn't suit him at all, and she wondered why.

"We are so happy you are here!" They followed him, "We came to tell you that we can be your girlfriends!" While they were cornering him, the pigtailed girl noticed the boy was planning to jump over the window.

Was he crazy? They're on the third floor!

Wait!? Were those girls crazy?

As the shouts about their unconditional love towards him continued, Aoi was left open-mouthed. It didn't make sense. The loud guy wouldn't have one but three lovers because they didn't mind sharing. Had she heard right? Aoi decided to stop the stupid and pointless scene. With a loud shout, she halted not only the girls but also Inosuke, who was opening the window, ready to jump.

"STOOOOOP! ARE YOU CRAZY!?"

The girls looked at her. Yet, the speechless one was the green-eyed boy.

He was surprised the whole school hadn't heard her.

Aoi stood between them and Inosuke.

"ARE YOU CRAZY!? Do you really think you will get what you want like this!?" She then pointed to Inosuke, "He is about to jump from the third floor! HE WILL DIE!" Inosuke was about to retort, but she shushed him. "We are in the third year! You should be more worried about your exams, not pursuing boys!" The girls looked at each other, shame showing on their faces. "You had to study! Your priority is to pass your exams and be a successful adult!" And she went on about exams, responsibility, self-esteem, and future plans.

And to Inosuke's awe, the lecture, which lasted five or ten minutes, he wasn't sure, ended with the three girls nodding, apologizing, and leaving them alone.

What a power.

Aoi sighed and turned to him, "Look, it's not good if you want to die! I'm sure you have a lot of good things in your life! There are things and people worth living for! You really shouldn't jump over the windo-"

"WOMAN, BE MY BODYGUARD!"

"W-WHAT?"

"I NEED YOU TO BE MY BODYGUARD! HAHAHAHAHA"

He laughed at the situation. With his green eyes and childish grin, he beamed at his savior. Jumping from his spot on the window, he invaded her personal space. Aoi swore she could see sparkles around him. She was even blushing at his beauty, which, she admitted, she hadn't noticed before.

"Do you notice what you did right now!?" He jumped again and squatted over a desk near the open window. "THEY LEFT! HAHAHAHA!" He laughed like a madman, making the girl think he was going crazy. Aoi was going to ask what was going on with him, but Inosuke frowned for a minute, making her gulp her words. His serious face struck her like a bucket of cold water. He was too beautiful. Then, counting with his fingers, he returned his attention to her.

"I WILL EVEN PAY YOU!"

"What!? No, wait, I-!" She stuttered.

"What's your name!?" He put on his boar mask.

"My-my name? I-I'm Aoi, Aoi Kanzaki" She almost slapped herself for stuttering twice in the same sentence.

Was that a mask?

What's with this guy?

"Ok, Akai Konzozaki, I'm Inosuke Hashibira!" Inosuke grinned at her before turning to the open window. He looked at her over his shoulder.

"Put your price, Akai!"

And then, he jumped.

Aoi blinked two times before running to the window. She watched how the boy landed in the schoolyard smoothly, without a single scratch, wound, or broken bone, very alive too, and ran towards the exit. Startled, she came out of her trance and shouted.

"YOU STUPID BEAST! DON'T JUMP FROM THE THIRD FLOOOOOOR!"

"AND MY NAME IS AOIIII!"

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Inosuke survived his first after-the-fake-interview day, thanks to his awesomeness at hiding, he concluded. That, and a little help from the shouty shortie. But the second day, the horde was still there. Once again, he left home quietly and evaded classes. Yet, he groaned when his stomach rumbled loudly. Hungry Inosuke was horrible news to the world as he would be in an awful mood (ahem, blood-seeking mood) till his black hole stomach would get fed. Lunchtime was always a mess for the boys because their fans always wanted to eat with them, so the blue-haired guy (with a growl that resembled a caged animal looking for his food) proposed to have lunch separately. His best friends refused and worried about him, so Kanao, Nezuko, and a very eye menacingly also model, shy with girls though, Genya Shinazugawa, had to glare deathly at every fan who attempted to harass the group during lunch hours.

However, they got startled when the blue-haired girl came out of nowhere and sat in front of Inosuke.

"Good afternoon, Inosuke san."

Aoi said. The magazine with the horrible title but frameable cover photo in one hand and her bento in the other. The group got quiet, the exact moment Inosuke grinned at her, his mouth full of food and his stomach in the process of being fulfilled.

Though, his unexpected grin made them almost have a heart attack.

"Hey, Aoku!"

"Aoi!"

"Did you think about it?"

Think about what? Five brains thought at the same time.

Aoi nodded as she put the magazine in front of him. "I did my research." She said.

Research!? Five brains again tormented their owners.

Inosuke looked at the magazine with a grimace. "That's full of bullshit."

"I'm aware," she calmly nodded. "By the way they followed you yesterday, and how you scaped, I know that nothing of what's writing in the magazine is true." She then nodded. "Plus, I understand the situation."

Yesterday? Again, five brains wondered.

"So?"

"Well, I did another research." Calmly, Aoi started to unwrap her bento. "I know who you are, Inosuke-san." She continued fighting with the knot, knowing Inosuke was paying her attention as the other five friends. She wondered how much time they had been together. "You are the foster grandson of Hisa sama, who works with medicinal plants in the mountains." Aoi frowned at him, her hands stopping her work with her bento. "Your grandmother is very well-known in the botanical world. Also, your mother is a famous model, and she introduced you to the modeling world."

Inosuke nodded, feeling a rush of pride but also surprised.

The whole gang nodded at her, and Kanao secretly wondered if Aoi had been talking with Shinobu the night before. The blue-haired girl continued. "Your grandmother has a big greenhouse at your family house in the mountains, and she cultivates the best and rare medicinal plants."

Inosuke smirked. "Heh, you had been talking with Shinobu, huh?"

"Well, she is my cousin, of course, I would go to her for information. Though, I know about Hisa-sama research from my studies."

"So?" Inosuke attention returned to her hands as she was starting to open her bento.

"So, I want that to be my payment," Aoi said as the whole gang looked at her with awe.

PAYMENT FOR WHAT!? Five brains almost shrieked. Tanjirou and Genya grabbed Zenitsu and shut him up before he could explode. He was already sweating.

The green-eyed abruptly tore his eyes from the bento as the fried shrimp looked so delicious and focused on her blue eyes. He frowned. "Do you want my grandma as payment?" Inosuke arched an eyebrow.

"NO IDIOT!" Aoi shouted but then cleared her throat and returned to her composed self, "I want you to take me to that greenhouse for me to study some plants with her." She frowned. "I want to be a doctor and a botanical expert, so I think your grandmother's greenhouse would be a perfect start. I'm already a student at Kocho's Butterfly State, but I want to learn more!"

She arched an eyebrow at him. "Is your brain really ok?"

"Haaaaaah!? I got you from the beginning!"

"Yeah, right." Aoi sighed and rolled her eyes.

The gang was getting impatient.

Inosuke frowned a little, surprisingly (and miraculously) thinking. Tanjirou's and Zenitsu's eyes got wide as they recognized the green-eyed thinking face.

His grandmother was a kind soul. She will gladly accept Aoi if she goes to study at her greenhouse. Also, she was Shinobu's cousin. The Kochou's clinic was a botanical client of his grandmother and an old friend of his family. Also, there was the thing about his current problem, and she had solved it perfectly, without using violence, a thing he was already thinking of starting to use it.

He made his decision.

"The greenhouse is closed for two months because," he paused, "I don't know why, maintenance, I think." He shrugged. "Anyways, if you agree to wait, we can visit in two months. The Saturdays or Sundays, if you want."

"REALLY?"

It was the first time Inosuke got startled by the happy face of a girl, a pale hint of pink adorned his cheeks. Her frown disappeared, leaving a cute girl with eyes shining like the sky. Even if they didn't understand what was happening, Zenitsu's and Tanjirou's turned to her and then again to him. They knew what was happening; those three hadn't been together for so long for anything after all. Inosuke nodded slowly, and Aoi's smile got wider. Slowly, she stretched her small soft hand to him to close the deal.

"Then, Hashibira Inosuke-san," she grinned happily, "I'll gladly accept the job to be your bodyguard since today!"

"DEAL!" Inosuke shouted, and grinning, he shook her hand, trying to ignore the jolt he felt when he touched her or how his big hand completely hid her small soft one.

"BODY-WHAAAAAAAAT! WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!?"

Zenitsu got free.

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"YOU CAN'T MARRY HIM!"

"WHY NOOOOOT?" The sad girly whine echoed through the corridors.

Aoi pinched the bridge of her nose and groaned, "You are a first-year!"

"But- but he wants a high school girlfriend!"

"You are not at the age of marriage!"

"My mom can sign it!"

"Oh my god - Do you want to be a wife in your early life?"

Aoi was sure that bumping her head, or her own head, on the wall was not the solution for this.

"Think carefully. You will have to cook for hours because the guy is a glutton!"

"HEY! WHO'S THE DAMN GLUTTON!" The mountain king was ignored.

"Not to mention, clean the house and be a housewife at your fifteen!" Aoi crossed her arms over her chest. "What about your plans? Your dreams?"

"My dream is to be the wife of a handsome guy!" The girl's eyes turned in hearts, Aoi groaned loudly, and Inosuke flinched, scared. He recognized a potential danger and subtly hid behind his bodyguard.

Aoi sighed. A month has already passed, people! Don't you understand this was fake?

Being the bodyguard of a guy like Inosuke was a real tough task for a lot of reasons. First, the fans wouldn't stop harassing him, not even when he wanted to go to the bathroom. According to the magazine, he wanted a fighter as a girlfriend, so they fought for him. Aoi always wondered if they were in the real world or if she was in a movie and she hadn't noticed it. The little doctor had to improve her repertory of elegant and subtly motivational words to keep scattering the girls away. Her favorite was the talk about the future, and she noticed it was the most effective. A lot of girls had discovered what they wanted to be. She was happy that she had helped them, even in a strange doubtful situation. However, some stubborn girls didn't want to accept a no, but they always scattered when Aoi described the future as a slave of a glutton king.

Or when she showed a picture of him as a grandpa.

The marvels of cellphone applications. Inosuke's beauty was gone in an instant.

Another reason why her new job was so hard was that they were already kind of famous. Some paparazzi had spotted them and had taken pictures. There were rumors about them, and Aoi wondered how the entertainment business could be so fast with the gossip. She was already popular. Accordingly to some magazines and social media, she came from a secret school of bodyguards, and she knew karate, jiujitsu, and taekwondo. But as she didn't want to fight, she used her farfetched vocabulary to persuade people. Also, the internet had put them nicknames like "The blue-haired dynamic-motivational duo." But her favorite was "The feisty bodyguard and the damsel in distress." The last one put Inosuke in berserk mode as he was still searching for the culprit to "teaching him who the fuck is the fucking damsel in distress, shit!". She couldn't help but find that one funny.

But she hadn't told him that.

Aside from that, usually, she ran out of patience because the guy was exasperating. She wondered how he could be a popular model with all those bad manners. Also, he was wild-tempered, impatient, and very stubborn. More stubborn than her. Practically, he was the Tarzan of the mountains. He went everywhere half-naked as his upper body was always on display. His strange attachment to his boar mask made her wonder what kind of childhood he had. He had told her it was from his first boar pet as he had grown in the mountains, and she didn't ask more. Also, they usually clashed as their tempers were similar. They always quarreled. She helped him to study, and they fought. He helped her to carry her bag, and they fought. She put a bandaid on a scratch he had, and they fought. He defended her, and they fought. They even fought when she used the "what do you see in him?" tactic with his pursuers.

Inosuke always shouted he was the king of the mountains and people should reverence him, not try to kill him with hugs and kisses, yet, Aoi understood why fans wanted to have him.

You only had to look at him.

He was gorgeous. He was beautiful. He was like a neon light in a dark room. He shined. He owned every place he was in, and that confidence made every person turn and look at him. He had a girly and manly face. White skin and muscles everywhere. He had scars on his body that were more appealing than anything else.

He was too manly.

He turned into a complete professional without effort when he was in front of a camera. For Aoi, it wasn't a mystery why the modeling thing suited him, in a way.

Yet, he still was a savage.

Aoi was surprised to discover that Inosuke, Tanjirou, and Zenitsu usually had street fights. Each one of those, the mountain king and his "minions" had ended it victoriously. Apparently, being a model to them, especially for Inosuke, was not life thrilling as fighting every day.

Anyway, a job was a job, and Aoi considered she had been doing a great job scattering the girls with her scolding and moral speeches about the future, love, and self-esteem. Inosuke too. He sometimes wanted to run away, but he always stayed to hear the whole, from his point of view, "brainwashing motivational nagging" as the girls Aoi scolded never followed him again.

She was very effective.

He was glad he bumped her that day.

Secretly, of course.

They set their routine as if they had known each other for years. Thanks to Aoi's presence, her new reputation, and hateful, meaningless, and full of bullshit scandals (he wasn't a fucking damsel in distress, someone was going to die as he wanted to see blood), Inosuke had no extreme marathons. There weren't possessed crowds following him, no demons ripping his clothes. After a week and the word about his bodyguard spreading, people weren't staking him outside his house anymore.

"The damsel in distress can live secure in his castle."

Inosuke had hit Zenitsu that day, as Tanjirou had suppressed a laugh.

Anyway, Inosuke admitted he was a lucky guy as Aoi lived near his house, at the Kochou residence. She had to pass his home every day for school, so she usually waited for him to go together. Every morning, she arrived early at his house. Inosuke's grandmother would greet her as the sweet small woman was already aware Aoi wanted to be her student for a short time. While reading a book, she would wait for him to finish his morning training. After that, they would go to the school, quarreling loudly about everything as their common topic would be his messy uniform. Sometimes, Inosuke would invite her for breakfast in the nearby coffee shop before their classes. After school, she would accompany him to his photoshoots. While he posed or modeled, she would read another book.

After his work, if someone brave enough didn't challenge him to a fight, the blue-haired couple went home. Inosuke always demanded to accompany Aoi to her house, but she insisted she was the bodyguard and that she should leave him safe and sound inside his home. Yet, the mountain king talked on the phone with her all her way to her house.

Like that, their month has passed.

However, it was for granted that what both of them didn't calculate in their arrangement was their hearts.

In only a month, they already knew what the other liked, their schedules, their good traits, and how the other acted. Inosuke knew Aoi was a skilled cook and demanded a bento from her every day, a thing that she, with a chuckle, shared with him. He also knew she was very talented with medical herbs and medicine. He knew she always secretly smiled when he knew beforehand what she wanted to eat for breakfast. It was a mystery to him how he could retain that kind of information; it was the first time his brain worked on something so trivial. Their study dates were so important to him, and he hated to study! Also, he liked to mess with her as he was sure she always got mad when he jumped through windows or acted like a wild boar. Secretly, he also knew that sometimes she peeked at his body, blushed, and intently focused on him. Her eyes lingered on him when he had photoshoots, and he also felt she got hot every time he won a fight.

He was sure. He felt the changes in Aoi's body. He knew he couldn't get it wrong as his senses were too powerful for his own good. But, that didn't stop his doubts. Knowing she was looking at him turned him on wildly. Not that the mountain king was a pervert, no, but sometimes, he desired to touch her, hold her, and kiss her. He had had so many opportunities, yet, he didn't move.

Inosuke was sure the girl was only doing her job.

And that broke his mind. He, with all his might, controlled himself.

And that was exhausting.

He wasn't used to the control part.

Aoi also was not immune to their relationship. In that short time of knowing each other, she understood how unique and powerful Inosuke was, even with his bad traits and rebellious self. She always marveled at the blackhole his stomach was and his hyperactive self. He was too strong. He always showed off his strength as he carried the heaviest stuff. Aoi knew he trusted her, and she always marveled at Inosuke's character. He had talked to her about his childhood and the constant harassment he received due to his beauty, and he didn't hold any grudge. Yet, he was proud of why his family went to the mountains.

"When I was a kid, I was attacked by a crazy stalker of my mother." He has said to her one day as they walked back to his house. "This is the proof I protected her." Aoi followed his hands and noticed the intimidating and notorious big scar in an X shape on his chest. "My mother and grandma, after my surgery, decided to keep me safe in the mountains."

"By the way, Shinobu was the one who did my surgery." He grinned.

His pride and confidence attracted her like a bee to honey.

"I don't know why, but it suits you." She said as she blushed madly, wondering why she had said something so embarrassing.

Widening his eyes, he smiled at her. "Thanks! When that flamboyant god saw it, he immediately set my style for the photoshoots. I liked it!"

No wonder she looked more than necessary when he trained, hiding behind her book, watching his muscles flex, and feeling a twitch in that part of her that always made her rub her thighs together. That scar wasn't the only one he had. She always had the feeling a scarred body suited him more than smooth skin. But she wasn't a pervert, no. She had some dark urges, but he hadn't made a move on her, not even when they had been alone. And she was so embarrassed to make a move on him too.

It was the first time she felt that kind of attraction for a boy.

However, what had her more captivated was her honest self and big heart.

Thanks to Inosuke's fame, childhood, and the personality the magazine and his fans gave him, he was often misunderstood. The guy was a cute simpleton. He never lied to her, complimenting her cooking skills and brains. Aoi always grinned when she only wanted to read, and he quietly sat beside her, playing with his phone till she was ready. He respected her. He was amazed by the way she scattered people away from him. He always defended her when some girls wanted to be violent with her. Granted, some of them weren't accepting a no. Those few times, he had to jump in front of her and growl like a beast, some hardcore insult, and then he pulled her away, telling her that people were stupid if they thought they would separate them.

That always set her on fire as a mad bush crept on her face.

But that was still a secret. Aoi was sure Inosuke was oblivious to a lot of things.

Both of them were blind.

As time passed, the blue-eyed girl was already good friends with Inosuke's gang. Because she was glued to him thanks to her job, she spent time with them. They went to play together, hang out together and eat together. They went to the movies together, no matter which movie was. She was part of their group already. And, in secret, Zentisu had set the "get Inosuke and Aoi together plan" as a life goal. So, it wasn't rare for the blue-haired couple to spend time chatting (or quarreling) alone on a park bench or drinking some coffee in a shop as the blonde, always, and on purpose, told them the wrong meeting hour.

"You're going to get hit if he finds out," Tanjirou said as they drank soda in a Karaoke room while the others were looking for a song.

"I can live with that! They get on my nerves!" Zenitsu said, clenching his teeth. "Look at them! They like each other! Why they can be honest with themselves!" The redhead watched the subtle touch Aoi made to Inosuke to have his attention or how the green-eyed drank from her glass as if it was nothing. The subtly flirting and actions were driving his self-imposed love expert friend insane.

As Aoi started to sing her song and the crew almost lost their ears, Zentisu hugged Tanjirou, sobbing. "THEY ARE EVEN BOTH TONE-DEAF, TANJIROUUUUUUUUUU!"

"WHY THEY DON'T GET MARRIED ALREADY!"

The redhead sighed.

It was true that they were stubborn. So stubborn that every time those two were busted staring at each other when the other wasn't looking, both only lied and invented excuses.

"I was watching if some girl was approaching!"

"I was looking if she was doing her work!"

"Hopeless dumbs," Zenitsu had said one day to Nezuko when they spotted their feisty friends arguing about Inosuke's habit of stealing a shrimp directly from Aoi's lunchbox.

Finally, after another month, their relationship was clear to the whole school and, apparently, to the world. That fateful day, Aoi found Inouske being a victim of a sudden kiss under the school stairs. That was rare. The poor guy had felt into the trap: "Inosuke sama, Tanjirou sama is calling you." The Kanzaki had seen hell that day; her blood boiled. In three steps, Aoi had gone to them and had practically ripped the girl off the green-eyed guy. She had shouted at the girl for being so easy with a dumbass who doesn't love her. Said dumbass, obviously got angry because he was insulted as he wasn't at fault, but that same day, after class, he saw a guy approaching Aoi. He was blushing and asking her something in a quiet voice. Inosuke, with the grace of a mountain boar man, had rammed the guy to the floor, shouting: "Goutou! Let's wrestle!" Poor Goutou, Tanjirou had to be his savior as the guy had a fever and was asking Aoi what medicine he should buy on his way home.

"Poor Goutou san, you almost killed him!"

"Huuuuh? Why he had to blush then!?"

"He was with a fever, Inosuke!"

"Tch!"

The next day, the scandal about Inosuke having an affair with his bodyguard came out in gossip magazines, social media, internet. And when the redhead found out about it, he felt a black chill on his back.

He decided to call Uzui before things got out of hand.

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"Have you heard about it?"

After school, on a Friday afternoon, Kanao stopped her gardening hobby in the flower field as she heard some of her classmates talking. Tanjirou had told her about the gossip magazine, the paparazzi, Aoi's new fame, Inosuke's new troubles, and the chill he felt two days ago. Hearing the tone of the question, she got worried.

"Yeah! Everyone is talking about it!"

As the beautiful dancer with pink eyes frowned, the conversation continued. "I heard it was her tactic all this time!"

She was starting to have a bad feeling about it. Thank god she always was mistaken for the shy, quiet girl.

"Yes! I heard she had been doing it to scatter all the competition!"

"Yes, I know she wanted to monopolize him!"

Damn.

"Really, what a cheater!"

"I don't think so. I think that girl played her cards well! Hashibira-kun looks enchanted. Also, what she was saying about the future isn't stupid." Kanao stopped every movement. "Did you hear about the scandal of two days ago? They say she was so furious she hit the girl! And only because she sneaked a kiss!" Kanao frowned, used to the gossip thing as Tanjirou and her were always the center of liars. The relationship between a model and a dancer was like honey for the entertainment reporters.

"And Hashibira kun almost killed a guy for talking to her!"

"Oh my, jealousy! But, she must have done some witchcraft. She isn't that pretty."

Kanao was ready to kill. She clenched her watering can.

"Haha, you neither! Anyways, I heard some rude girls were going to attack her today."

"They said they want to teach her a lesson."

Letting her watering can aside, the black-haired girl approached the gossiping pair.

"Oh my, have you told her?"

"No, she is not my friend." The other shrugged.

"But she is mine."

As the girls turned over their shoulders, they were startled by a sweet smiling Kanao. The vein of anger on her forehead was starting to get noticeable. The shadow her bangs made on her face gave her a more menacing aura as the girls flinched.

"Care to tell me what you are talking about, please?"

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Aoi sighed. She was hiding in the little closet the PE class kept the mats and stuff. She was so so stupid. Thank goodness it had been recently cleaned (no smell of sweat, thank god) and had only mats because she concluded she would be trapped inside there for a long time. She sighed again, gluing her ear to the door. She heard the girls that had been following her cursing and badmouthing her. The words bitch and opportunistic were on the tip of their tongues.

The blue-haired frowned.

Kanao's message came in time.

Inosuke got scolded by a teacher, and she would wait for him in the library. Yet, in her way, Aoi saw some girls coming toward her. At that moment, her cellphone rang. She read Kanao's message on time. She turned from the library and walked quickly but subtly to a hiding place. Luckily, she found the little closet cleaned with some comfy mats recently organized. Yet, she didn't count that closet would have the lock broken. She understood why there were only gym mats there. Once inside it, she couldn't open it, and she couldn't get out. But, oh well, life was a heck, and she avoided the violence.

The blue-eyed girl sighed.

She wouldn't beg for help, no. She would solve that problem herself.

She had to think about the solution.

Though, in her heart knew she needed help.

Aoi sat on one clean mat, thinking. If people thought she was fighting for Inosuke attention with underhanded tricks, well, they were wrong. She was fighting for her education and botanic future. She wanted so bad those lessons in that dreamy greenhouse in the mountains, with that genius woman he called grandma. For that, she was willing to do anything.

However, that she had fallen in love in the process with the unique guy was another thing.

Aoi hugged her legs, leaning her face on her knees, admitting defeat. Yes, she was in love. That was why she didn't go to confront the girls. She was sure the moment those bullies would shout at her, asking if she was in love or not, she wouldn't be able to lie.

Inosuke had made a huge impact on her. That morning, he had told her to wait for him after school because he had a surprise for her, and only that little had her heart jumping into her ribcage. She was so screwed. She wondered if those girls would understand her. She was not looking for love when she came to school, and she hadn't planned to fall in love with one of the most popular guys. She wondered if Inosuke also thought like her. Did he like her? Did he love her? She thought of him every single day. She wanted to be with him every second of the day. Their time together, including phone calls, wasn't enough.

She wanted his voice in her ear.

She wanted to touch too.

And she couldn't find meaningful the day in the greenhouse, not anymore.

Kanao was right. She should tell those girls to leave her alone, that it wasn't her fault to be in love, but that was admitting her feelings aloud, and she wasn't prepared to do that. She was scared about it. And if Inosuke didn't like her? Or worst, if he rejects her? She won't be able to get over it. Kanao had told her to stop talking stupid things but didn't tell her anything more, making her anxiety rise. Plus, her love wasn't that innocent or that pure. Aoi knew she loved him passionately. She wanted to do things with him that would be considered a sin. The blue-haired girl blushed wildly. She wasn't shy about some things, but topics like sex and love turned her into a mess. She was so embarrassed to say out aloud her feelings. She preferred to kiss him in that tiny space than say the three sacred words.

Her train of thoughts stopped when she heard loud noises outside. She jumped and stood up when the closet opened abruptly from outside, and a pair of panicked green eyes found her.

"HERE YOU ARE! FINALLY!"

Surprised, she blinked a few times before reacting. "Wait! don't clo-"

It was too late. The boar man closed the door.

He heard a click with a strange sound and looked at the knob, then at Aoi's wide eyes and arm stretched to him, and then at the knob again.

"AH! FUCK NO! NOT TO INOSUKE SAMA!"

As it was his sworn enemy, the mountain king tried to open it a few times, struggling with the door and cursing before accepting defeat.

Aoi face palmed herself.

"STUPID FUCKING DOOR! Why the hell did you have to hide in a closet with a broken lock!?" He turned to her.

"Because I didn't know it was broke, moron!"

"Shit, I'm not a moron, woman! At least I'm trying to open it!"

"And how are you doing with that?"

Aoi's sarcastic tone made Inosuke's irritated vein appear on his forehead. He angry growled. Turning to the door again, he lifted his leg to kick it open and surely destroy it, but, without warning, Aoi pulled him. The moment he opened his eyes, he was lying on the gym mats, with Aoi straddling one of his legs as she had her hands over his mouth, silencing him. For some minutes, it surprised him her sudden strength. He groaned under her, widening his angry eyes and frowning, moving so she could let him go. But Aoi shushed him as he heard them.

"You heard something near here?"

"Yeah, it was Inosuke's sama voice!"

"That bitch, she must be telling him lies!"

"How about we look in that closet!"

Aoi and Inosuke stopped moving as they both looked at the door, panicking. Unconsciously, Aoi flinched, and Inosuke bit the inside of his mouth as her shiver excited him.

"Nah, haha, the lock of that closet is broken. If she's inside it, she won't be able to come out!"

"What about if she is inside it with Inosuke sama!?"

The silence of her pursuers had Aoi fear for everything as Inosuke quietly narrowed his eyes at the door. With Aoi's hands over his mouth, their very insinuating position, her shiver, and his apparently soon-to-be aroused state, he won't make a noise. Those were the craziest fans he had come across, and he wasn't keen on the idea of being discovered by them.

"Hahahaha! Come on! Inosuke sama is too gorgeous to be in there!"

"That place must be reeking of sweat!"

Laughing horribly, the group left, and the blue-haired couple sighed, relieved. Aoi looked down at him as he looked up at her. Slowly, she let go of his mouth as he quietly looked into her eyes, frowning. For some reason he looked so mature Aoi was having a hard time recognizing him. She smiled sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, I heard them, and I panicked."

Inosuke didn't move, looking at her in the eyes as Aoi wondered why he was so quiet.

"Aoku," the tone of his voice scared her, "I think you don't have to be my bodyguard anymore."

At that, Aoi stiffened. She wasn't ready to hear that, and even if she understood why he was saying it, she got angry and a little scared. Looking down at him, she focused on his eyes looking back at her, determined in his decision. She gulped. She wasn't ready to stop following him every day. She didn't want to stop seeing him every day. She loved their breakfast mornings, she loved to watch him train, and she was obsessed with his photoshoots. She loved how he acted childish every day but liked mature things like coffee. She loved his simple and big heart. She wanted to continue hearing him say her food was the best in the world, and she still wanted to put band-aids and bandages on him.

She still wanted to know more about him.

She still wanted to kiss him.

Kanzaki Aoi desired Hashibira Inosuke much more than a day at the precious greenhouse in the mountains.

She didn't realize it, but her face was so heartbreaking that the guy under her felt his own heart break. He couldn't resist reaching for her hair, playing with her pigtail before caressing her cheek with his thumb. Sheepishly, he smiled at her. "Don't look at me like that, Aoi," he said quietly. Aoi gasped, hearing her correct name from his lips for the first time. "I'm not saying we won't see each other." Inosuke put her hair behind her ear. "I just - I just don't want that fucking people to think you are a bad person."

"Or to hurt you while I'm not looking. People can do crazy shit in this business."

Restrictions aside, Aoi took advantage of their position and leaned to hug him as the guy stopped every thought he had. Ok, this was a first for him: a hug from a girl who wasn't his mother or grandma. Shinobu had hugged him before, but this one was different. Aoi was hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Her arms around his neck. ]Inosuke felt her breasts on his chest, her trembling body against him, and smelled her fresh, sweet hair. And he could feel her desperation and her affection.

He gulped.

Inosuke couldn't lie; lying wasn't in his dictionary. He liked a lot the blue-haired girl. Hell, he was sure he loved her.

He was madly crazy for her.

But, as a simpleton, he was sure Aoi didn't love him and only was with him for the payment they had agreed: the greenhouse day. Shit, they always fought and insulted each other! Usually, the blue-haired guy had to hide his feeling and control his impulses. He even had many chances to kiss her, hold her, to make her stop thinking. Yet, he always restrained himself for her sake. However, the moment he felt her trembling body and her arms around him told him something different. That told him to follow his instincts.

And what kind of mountain king would be if he didn't follow his instincts.

His hands moved slowly, and he hugged her. One of his hands caressed the back of her head as the other gripped the back of her white blouse.

"I I- Inosuke-san I-" Aoi stuttered, her face nuzzling against the crook of his neck. Her voice did wonders to his body as he came conscious of their position. The leg between her thighs twitched. He felt the beast inside him was awaking. He got kind of scared. "I don't care if people think bad about me!" She looked at him with a shine in her eyes that captivated him. "I don't want to stop being your bodyguard! I don't want to separate from you!"

He gulped. What is it called? Oh yeah, passion.

"AND THE REASON IS NOT FOR A DAY IN THE GREENHOUSE!

The blue-haired guy lost control of his brain and his body. Her words hit him like a punch. As a hypersensitive guy, the feel of her warm, soft body against him clouded his mind. He obeyed the wild shot every nerve of his fucking body told him to do. He leaned up against her, his lips capturing her lips in a small kiss. Aoi widened her blue eyes, surprised, but she leaned down onto his lips, accepting him. Inosuke lips were unexpectedly soft, but before she could get addicted to him, he broke the kiss and cupped her cheeks with both hands.

"I also don't want to separate from you, but I also don't want those fucking people to hurt you." The softness of his husky voice surprised her.

"I'm strong!" Aoi leaned toward him.

"Yeah, I know! But this business - Shit, Aoi, they can destroy you without you even noticing it!"

"I'm willing to accept anything!"

Frowning stubbornly, they defended their own points. Both were blushing like tomatoes, understanding the meaning of those words. That didn't stop them from kissing again. Their second kiss was aggressive and deep. Inosuke's tongue entered her mouth, and Aoi flinched at the new sensation. She glued her body more to him, and his hand came to the back of her head to steady her and keep kissing her. They broke the kiss to breathe, and immediately after, they continued. His leg bent between her thighs and made the pressure Aoi needed to let out a moan. He growled in response. He bit her bottom lip and pulled it, making her caress his exposed chest. The blue-haired guy groaned, approving her caresses as she rolled her hips over his thigh. Not breaking his kiss, the green-eyed hand came to the collar of her blouse, undoing her tie and unbuttoning her blouse.

The mounting king finally had a queen.

Soon Aoi got her blouse opened, and he could see her bra, but he focused on her pale neck and collarbone as he leaned up to bite and suck her skin. Something in his brain told him to mark her. The bodyguard moaned, having goosebumps at his teeth biting her skin. Between kisses, caresses, and whispers, Aoi straddled his hips. The pressure made him hiss. The closet got unbearably hot, and they both started to sweat. Yet, his hands got wild, caressing parts of her body she had never let anyone touch before. Her blouse got opened completely, and he uncovered her shoulders. He bit her shoulder hard, passing his tongue on her skin, before returning to her lips. Aoi was moaning more, feeling him getting hard. She broke their kiss to straighten her body and move more over his hard crotch. Inosuke hands came to her thighs under her skirt, slowly caressing her smooth skin, going up along her soft thighs. His fingers tentatively played with the hem of her underwear, going inside it, squeezing her butt.

Aoi threw her head backward, his hardness hitting her in the right place. Her mewls and moans as he guided her, and she ground herself against him, made him feel she was a goddess. And the goddess had decided to ride him, at that moment, in that place, in that tiny closet.

Fuck.

Fuck, goddammit.

With all the effort he could muster, Inosuke grabbed her hips and leaned up, sitting crossed-legged under her. Gripping her shoulders, he kissed her. But, surprisingly, he was the first pushing their breaks.

He panted hard, breaking the kiss. "Aoi, shit, let's stop."

Looking at her swollen lips, almost naked torso, and kiss marks, he blushed wildly and pulled the blouse over her again. Slowly, he buttoned her shirt again, and Aoi blushed as his fingers caressed her skin. She was so hot that she wanted to cross her legs around his waist and not let him go, but she knew he was right. Though, she needed a moment to process everything and recompose herself. She was too aroused. Inosuke chuckled at her predicament, his own situation as critical as hers. Finishing with her clothes, he put some strands of her disheveled hair behind her ears. The wild boar man wasn't planning on leaving their moment as a simply steamy session, but he wanted it to be something more daring, or at least not in a broken closet. He knew Aoi also didn't want him to stop. She was looking at him with half-lidded eyes, her hands were still over his hot chest, and she was still straddling him.

They kissed slowly and shortly.

"Aoi, I-"

"Inosuke san, I-"

"Ahem..."

A sudden cough.

Inosuke and Aoi turned at Zenitsu, who was smiling like a mad man at the open door of the closet.

"We have been looking for you, worried, by the way." The blonde narrowed his eyes at his lovely friends. "I'm glad you are safe enough that you have been able to be so busy."

Definitely, he was jealous.

Inosuke gulped.

Aoi jumped off the handsome model, hiding behind him. Inosuke erection was gone in an instant, thanks to Zenitsu's presence and his fucking sarcasm.

"SINCE WHEN ARE YOU THERE, MONITSU PERVERT!?"

"SHUT UP, PIG HEAD! I'M NOT A PERVERT! I ONLY HAVE SEEN YOUR TINY KISS!" The blonde shouted but internally was screaming as he was feeling a mix of jealousy and happiness for his wild friend. "Yet, I don't have to be a damn genius to know what you two have been doing!"

Finally, thank god!

Aoi madly blushed as she hid her face on Inosuke's back while he stuttered at Zenitsu's inquisitory eyes. The blonde muttered something about jealousy and that his best friends were lucky bastards. He also wanted to kiss Nezuko chan, though he was sure he would get killed after it. At the embarrassed and rare silence from the mountain king and, finally, queen, Zenitsu sighed, remembering his task. As Inosuke and Aoi came out of the closet, the blonde started.

"Ok, pig head, listen up!" Inosuke got out of his shock and frowned. "Kanao-chan has gone berserk. She has followed and threatened to dead the girls who tried to hurt Aoi chan!"

The blue-haired couple gulped, knowing what the sweet dancer could do when angry. But before Aoi could say anything, Zenitsu continued. "Not even Tanjirou can stop her. She already took out her gardening knife and is following them like a smiling serial killer." Zenitsu trembled in fear for a few seconds as his two friends had goosebumps. "Sadly, she heard them saying that Aoi-chan was a - " Zenitsu stopped, and thinking for a second, he shook his head. "You know what, never mind, you don't need to know that. I don't want another crazy maniac running around here. Anyways, we will cover you! We have your bags and boar mask so get out of here, and take Aoi-chan with you!" The green-eyed looked the blonde in the eyes. Zenitsu smiled at him and nodded.

"Don't worry! We got you covered! Even Uzui san had told us he's going to fix this!"

"Are you sure you're going to be ok?" Inosuke said. Even if he looked like an indifferent guy, he was genuinely worried about his two best friends.

"Yeah, Tanjirou has already gone behind Kanao-chan. Nezuko-chan is with him. He's going to prevent the murder." Zenitsu said as it was an everyday thing Kanao went violent, and Tanjirou had to calm her down.

Well, Tanjirou was the one that always calmed everyone down.

Because, in their group, at least one of them would turn on berserk mode once a day. Inosuke was topping the list.

"Zenitsu-san, but I - I'm the bodyguard, I should -"

The blonde shook his head.

"Aoi chan, don't worry, let us help you this time. It has been two months! You just need a break!" The blonde winked at their friends. A second after that, they heard something like a terrified scream, asking forgiveness. They flinched. They heard steps running towards the room they were in and a shout that was a declaration of love for "Inosuke-sama." Also, a plea for him to come out as their prince charming and save them from the crazy witch with a knife. Before they could see them, Zenitsu stood at the door, indicating him to escape from the window. The blue-haired prince charming grabbed Aoi, carrying her on his back.

"Shit!" He turned to his friend as the guy was still at the door, so they could not pass or see them. "I owe him this one." He muttered.

"Wait, Wait, Wa-" Aoi gripped his shirt, scared and nervous, as she looked down at the schoolyard.

The last thing they heard was Aoi's scream as Inosuke jumped from the school's third floor once again.

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After leaving school, Inosuke took Aoi to the bus station. He bought some tickets, and after two hours bus trip, a chat about their friends, and a call to Tanjioru to see if he was alright, they arrived at his house in the mountains. The redhead assured them everything was good, and Kanao had not murdered anybody.

-Yet. Inosuke was sure the black-haired dancer had scarred people for life as she was going to follow them even in their sleep. What a day.

Aoi got calmer when she finally heard the news about Kanao. She was always a composed self, but after their steamy session in the closet and everything that had happened, she had lost every coherent thought. Walking to Inosuke's mountain house, the blue-eyed girl noticed she had let him lead her, without asking anything, trusting him.

The papers had turned completely the moment they stepped out of the school. The one doing the protection had been "the number one model". He had been protecting her all the way. Expertly, Inosuke had avoided each paparazzi looking for an exclusive. The mountain king had been into alert mode; he was very good at sensing people. Aoi couldn't help but think the handsome was like a hunter, like a wild animal looking for his weak prey. For a few seconds, she forgot the green-eyed was a famous model. The Hashibira had told her he was fed up with the situation, and his patience had run out. Plus, they had messed up with her. Without taking her out of sight, he had knocked out each reporter following them, without them knowing what hit them. Aoi concluded the guy had the energy of thousand men. He had broken their cameras without remorse.

"Payback." Inosuke had muttered darkly, standing beside each unconscious body, the pieces of the cameras falling from his hands.

"Who's the damsel in distress now?" Aoi gulped, watching him with that thought in mind, finding him very hot and blushing.

The young soon-to-be doctor knew Kanao would cover her with Shinobu, yet she made sure to let her know where she was. The only text she got back was: "good luck, I've done my job." The blue-eyed girl smiled at her phone as she watched Inosuke's built back, looking for his keys.

She liked his back too.

Inosuke was a popular model, a great one. She swore his body had been sculpted by the mountain gods he talked about all the time. But, Aoi didn't get intimidated by his beauty. In fact, she was starting to think she was some pervert because she wanted to touch him, wanted to kiss him, and wanted to taste him. The blue-haired girl never imagined herself as a proactive girl in bed, but here she was, in front of the guy she liked, thinking about him as the lollipop she wanted so bad.

She had been riding him a few hours before.

Aoi blushed when Inosuke grinned at her over his shoulder, cutting her train of thoughts as he opened the door of his house. Grabbing her hand, pulled her to the backyard where a large, professional, and beautiful greenhouse was. It was like a big elegant house, built from glass. From the outside, it looked very colorful and vivid. The blue-haired couple could smell the freshness and purity of the place. Aoi's face was lit up like a candle, noticing Inosuke was opening the door with his key. As soon as it was open, she ran to the center of the lovely place. She looked happy and so captivating with those beautiful plants around her.

She was where she was meant to be.

Inosuke smirked at her.

"I was going to bring you here tomorrow." He said, walking to her as she turned to him. "But with everything that had happened today, better now, right?" He grinned childishly at her. "Though, I forgot grandma and her team weren't going to be here till tomorrow, hehe." He sheepishly scratched the back of his head. "Well, we just need to look for something to eat, take a shower, and wait for her till tomorrow morning!" He then patted her head as she was still looking surprised at him.

"We don't have classes tomorrow, so you don't mind spending the night, right?"

After what they were about to do at school, of course not.

Plus, she still wanted him.

"I have some spare clothes for both of us here."

Aoi opened her mouth to talk, but Inosuke cut her, frowning. "You said you were willing to accept everything."

They had something to finish.

Aoi nodded.

"You don't have to be my bodyguard anymore,Aoi, yet I won't let you go, not even when this turns into a huge scandal that fucking magazines were going to sell for months!"

That would be difficult because he had destroyed everyone in a two hours gap. Aoi opened her mouth, but Inosuke continued.

"I'm fed up with everything! If it's necessary, I'll quit!"

She didn't want him to quit. But, if he wanted to do so, she would support him.

"I won't let you go even if those stupid liars papa-what make up a story and get in our private lives and start to follow us everywhere and-"

Aoi laughed loudly before hugging him around his neck. Pulling him down to her face, she kissed him. He returned it with the same eagerness he had some hours ago, over those mats, inside that tiny closet, and his body reacted.

"This is beautiful! Thank you, Inosuke san." She whispered over his parted lips. "I'll stay with you. I told you, I'm willing to bear anything."

"I don't care about the stupid papa-what! I'm going to protect you, even if I'm not your bodyguard anymore. And, I know you will protect me too!"

She grinned.

He smiled defeated at her.

"Then, how about being my fucking amazing queen?"

Aoi smiled at him, the blue eyes he liked so much shining like the sky. "Only if you are my mountain king!"

"Deal!"

Inosuke kissed her again. Aoi moaned against his lips as she felt his hands moving over her hot skin. Their desire returned like a wave. Those calloused, strong big hands over her smooth skin felt delicious. Aoi moaned again, feeling his tongue playing inside her mouth, and she arched her back against his body, making him grind his hips against her.

"Inosuke san," Aoi whispered before he captured her lips again. One of his hands squeezed one of her breasts, and the other pulled up her knee. Their crotches together made him growl as she moaned, both needing more friction.

It was the first time for both, but Inosuke was someone who didn't give fuck about first times. He always dove straight into everything he wanted to do, and without thinking twice. If he wanted it, he looked for it and obtained it. That was his way, the way worthy of a king. And, he wanted her, really, wanted her. And, knowing Aoi was more than eager to accept him, broke his barely restrained control. Inosuke was everything but shy. Pulling her more to him from her buttocks, he wasn't ashamed when she felt his hard-on. He even bragged about it, moving her so she could grind against him and moan over his mouth.

He licked his lips at her blushing pleased face.

Aoi wasn't as bold as him, but, as well, she needed him. Soon, her hands worked on him as she discarded his shirt. The blue-haired guy smirked over her lips before kissing her again. His hands had already discarded her shirt and were having trouble with her bra. Aoi chuckled, breaking their kiss as her hands went to her back, and she freed her breasts from their prison.

Inosuke looked at a blushing Aoi as she looked to her side to hide her embarrassment. His eyes wandered to her exposed chest as he noticed she was fighting the need she felt to cover herself.

She was cute. Inosuke smiled.

Due to his work, he had seen women naked before, doing solo photoshoots and sometimes being his companion in some shots, yet seeing the girl you like naked, got him impatient and desperate. He leaned to her, one of his hands undoing her pigtail as the other slowly touched her side, caressing her soft skin all the way to her back and pushing her to him. He wanted to feel her hot skin against his hypersensitive skin.

He felt her soft breasts against his hard-built chest.

"Aoi," He huskily whispered in her ear as she gasped, her hand gripping his hard-muscled triceps. "I need to be inside you now, can I?"

She flinched, blushing. Inosuke's husky voice sent electricity through her whole body. She moaned hard and felt the desperation that only he could calm. He bit her earlobe, undoing her other pigtail.

"I-" She flinched and mewled when his fingers played on her underwear, over that wet spot. "I a-ah- also wa-want you to, Inosuke-san."

Inosuke smirked against her ear, pressing her clit over her panties. He kissed her hard, drowning her moan in his throat. Then, he lifted her as she hugged him around his neck.

"We need a fucking bed right now, shit!"

She giggled against his ear, kissing his neck as he started to move. But, Aoi noticed a huge couch, a wood coffee table, and a wooden full of books library at the back of the greenhouse as a resting spot. Aroused, Aoi widened her eyes, feeling a sudden excitement. The place was all glass and beautiful plants, making love in there was going to be like having sex in the mountains, under the darkening sky, exposed to nature. What a better place! She was in the place she wanted to be more than anything, with the man she loved more than anything. As she smiled, she decided to be a little bolder than usual. She decided to be a little more sensual with him. Maybe it was a good thing she wasn't his bodyguard anymore, she didn't have to worry about being discreet. Leaning to his ear, she bit him as she felt him flinch, halt his steps, and growl quietly, licking his lips.

"Inosuke-san," She licked her ear lobe and sucked his pulse. The boar man groaned as his hands gripped her harder, and she glued her naked chest more to his chest. "How about we made love in this place, under the sky?"

"Like in the mountains?"

Widening his eyes, Inosuke felt himself harder than usual. Turning around, he spotted the couch. He looked at her, then at the couch, then at the sky through the glass ceiling. He could watch the dark blue sky all night. They were surrounded by plants, they smelled the freshness. He even heard the animals outside.

He didn't think twice.

Sorry, grandma!

Aoi landed on the couch hard as Inosuke came over her with a roughness compared to a wild animal. Aoi moaned hard as she accepted everything he was. She opened her legs for him to accommodate between them. She caressed his hair, the back of his head, and his bare back, delighting herself by the feel of his muscles under her fingers. He let go of her mouth, a thread of drool between them, and he started to bite and suck her flesh, marking her. He fondled her breasts. He sucked her nipples hard, and Aoi shouted and rolled her hips against him. His roughness always excited her. That was true. Every time he won a fight, she got aroused. Every time he did a photo shoot, she felt she was a pervert. Aoi moaned hard when he bit and pulled a nipple and pinched the other.

"Fuck!" he cursed, leaning his forehead on the space between her breasts, complete lost. "You are so beautiful, Aoi."

"You too, Inosuke-san." Aoi smiled, caressing his body.

"Shit," he ground his erection against her, "I can't take this anymore."

"Do it, please -" Hearing her pleased voice, the blue-haired guy straightened himself to see her as lost as him. Her eyes didn't shine as he liked, yet she enjoyed her dark blue eyes. He also didn't miss every red kiss mark and bite mark she had. He ground his hips and hit her clit with his erection.

"Please, it's throbbing, please." Her hands caressed his chest. Her voice begged him.

And he complied.

He discarded their remaining clothes in an instant. Their underwear flew somewhere inside the greenhouse. Aoi felt his mouth over hers and his tongue tasting her. His hands squeezed her breasts, and his hardness pushed inside her.

She was wet.

She was so wet that it was easy for him to push. Aoi moaned, fisting his hair as he broke her barrier and buried himself inside her completely. Aoi moaned. A mix of pleasure and pain blinded her as Inosuke growled, trying to control himself and not cum at that moment.

"Sh- Shit! I- I forgot about the co- condom." He had to say anything to distract himself from the sensation of her squeezing him tightly.

"I- I don't ca-care." Aoi panted as she felt she was full. "I - I can manage it."

"Gr-Great." Inosuke noticed she was already ready. "Because I wasn't going to stop anyway!"

"I don't want you to - ahhhhh!" Inosuke thrust into her, cutting what she was saying, making her moan loudly. He smirked at her as she pouted, but the second thrust came. The third thrust came with more force. The fourth trust hit her faster than the third. By the fifth thrust, they were faster and rougher. He didn't stop his hips, and the blue-haired girl moaned hard, thrusting her hips against him, too.

"In-Inosuke san!"

"Aoi," Inosuke clenched his teeth, whispering her name.

Aoi scratched his back, and Inosuke bit her neck.

Aoi pulled his hair, and Inosuke sucked on her breasts.

Aoi crossed her legs around his waist, and Inosuke went deeper inside her.

The blue-haired guy got crazy; he needed more. He needed to get deeper into her. He focused on her soft body, her pleasured voice, her tears of satisfaction, her sweat shining by the starry sky. His hands went to the back of her knees and pushed them upwards to her chest. Aoi moaned, and Inosuke swore her moan was the best sound in the world.

"Ah, yes, ino-Insosuke-san, so, so good, -" She bit her bottom lip. "I-It's so deep."

She was trembling.

He was deep inside her, hitting that spot that had made her turn into a mess of moans and pleas. She wasn't ashamed to admit it, though she never would say that aloud. She wouldn't mind being dominated by him all her life if that meant being with him. Aoi's blue eyes focused a little on him, finding him beautiful; his sweat made him shine under the moonlight. She caressed his face as he leaned toward her palm. From now on, he was hers, and she would protect him, even if he wanted to keep her safe.

Suddenly, she felt possessive.

Aoi scratched his back, leaving red traces on his skin. She bit his thick neck and shoulder, making Inosuke hiss in pleasure. She wanted the world, the reporters, and all his fans to know he was hers. Were those people searching for an exclusive? She would make sure to give them a great show.

She would make sure his next photoshoot would shout: Back off!

Like telepathy, Inosuke understood her. Sensually, he smirked before increasing his tempo.

Without mercy, Inosuke moved in and out of her. The blue-haired guy put more force into his movements as his thrusts got faster. Also, his grunts got louder. He heard her sexy voice begging him for more. Licking his lips, he leaned to kiss her, putting his tongue inside her mouth. He wanted to imprint every feeling in his brain and on his fucking hypersensitive body. He wanted to break her and at the same time, wanted to cherish her.

Shit, he loved the loud, infuriating woman.

Aoi rolled her eyes to the back of her head. She dug her nails into his skin and shouted, feeling her orgasm hitting her hard. Her brain got blank, and she saw white. He didn't stop his thrusts till he felt himself near the end. He wanted to cum together. So the moment he felt her cum, he also let himself go. They both shouted each other names.

The blue-haired guy collapsed over his queen as she caressed his back, trying to breathe again. Opening her eyes, she looked at the dark-blue beautiful starry sky.

"So beautiful." Her hoarse after-sex voice was sexy.

"You are more beautiful than a starry sky."

Aoi blushed and looked down at him to make sure he was the one who had said it, but he was hiding his face between her breasts and refused to show it to her. But, by the color of his crimson ears, she knew he was blushing.

Aoi giggled at him and hugged him. "Can we stay the night, here?"

Inosuke thought for a moment and then nodded over her soft skin.

"My grandma and her team arrive here at ten," He hugged her by her waist and bit the side of her breast. Aoi flinched. "We have all the night, but," he slowly stood up and looked for his cellphone that was inside his discarded pants.

Aoi blushed at his nakedness.

He suddenly grinned at her. "Better, let's put a fucking alarm clock!"

Aoi giggled. She was happy. She was going to sleep in the place she liked the most, with the guy she loved the most. However, she noticed sleeping wasn't in his plans when she saw him taking out the condoms from his pants back pocket.

Well, truth be told, she also didn't want to sleep.

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"And Inosuke?" Tanjirou asked as he sipped his soda. After the scandal in the school and as an offering to subdue Kanao's anger, he had treated the gang to hamburgers.

"In the greenhouse with Aoi." Kanao happily bit her delicious meaty offering. "She has texted me telling me where she was," Kanao said, happily putting into her mouth some fried fries.

"Meaning, today is payday?"

Zenitsu covered his body from a flower vase Kanao was holding over her head, ready to throw it.

"Beg your pardon?"

"Hahaha." Shit, why I'm friends with these monsters!?

"Calm down, Kanao." Tanjirou sighed, putting a fry in her mouth.

"That hears horrible Zenitsu-san!" Nezuko said. "They like each other, that's why they are together in the greenhouse!"

"I'm sorry, Nezuko-chaaan!" Zenitsu said with heart-eyes, then turned to his two older friends. "But, you know what is happening in that mountain, right?"

Kanao grabbed her fork to sink it into Zenitsu's skin.

"Hehe, What's happening in the greenhouse?" Nezuko, innocently asked, petrifying the three friends.

"Nothing Nezuko, you are too young for this!" Tanjirou looked like a demon to the blonde.

"I'm not a kid, oni-chan!"

"Anyways, Uzui san fixed it flamboyantly, didn't he?"

"I bet Inosuke, this time, won't be mad."

"I'm not sure."

The four turned at the magazine they had in the center of the table. They looked at the new cover photo. A very sexy Inosuke was looking straight at the camera as he was unbuttoning his white shirt. Besides his face, in red letters, there was an interesting title.

"Hot news! The God of festivities and the Japanese Emperor ordered hot teen model Hashibira Inosuke to marry his expert in jujitsu bodyguard."

"For the safety of the country."

They only facepalmed their faces.

Hashibira Inosuke now was a national hero.